There's no thought, unthought of //
There's no word, unspoken. //
No wish, that hasn't been talked of //
There's no dream, undreamt of. //
But still there is one question, //
But still i see no future, //
But still we hide in leisure //
Pretending we are pure.

You contain lights I dreamt of, //
You hold the thoughts forgotten. //
You clear up the skies //
That seem dark and besotten. //
You have the answer for //
The meaning of our lives. //
Picture images //
Of an existence contrived.

We're lost in the labyrinths of //
What seems to be and what is real. REAL //
Your old words of wisdom //
Though indistinct, still they are true. TRUE //
Mysterious monolith, you hide the truth //
Be my guiding light and be my proof.